[Trumpet Solo: Louis Armstrong]

[Verse 1: Louis Armstrong]
Yes, I've got plenty of nothin'
And nothin's plenty for me
Oh, I got no car, got no mule
Got no misery

[Verse 2: Louis Armstrong]
The folks with plenty of nothin'
Got a lock on their door
'Fraid somebody's going to rob 'em
While they's out makin' more
What for?

[Bridge: Louis Armstrong]
I got no lock on the door
That's no way to be
They can steal the rug from the floor
That's okay with me
'Cause the things that I prize
Like the stars in the skies
All free

[Verse 3: Louis Armstrong]
Yes, I've got plenty of nothin'
And nothin's plenty for me
Oh, I got my gal, got my song
I got heaven the whole day long
Got my gal, got my Lord, yes, got my song
[Verse 4: Ella Fitzgerald]
Oh, I got plenty of nothin'
And nothin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea

[Verse 5: Ella Fitzgerald]
The folks with plenty of plenty
Got to pray all the day
Seems with plenty you sure got to worry
How to keep the devil away, away

[Bridge: Ella Fitzgerald]
I ain't a-frettin' 'bout hell
'Til the time arrive
Never worry long as I'm well
Never one to strive
To be good, to be bad
What the hell, I am glad l'm alive

[Verse 3: Ella Fitzgerald]
Oh, I got plenty of nothin'
And nothin's plenty for me
I got my man, got my song
Got heaven the whole day long
Got my man, got my Lord, got my song
[Outro]
Got plenty, got plenty
Got plenty of nothin'
Got plenty of nothin'